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Wikipedia Poem, No. 904

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Like this:

“As the internet grows in the next 10, 15 years and virtual reality pornography becomes a reality, we’re going to have to develop some real machinery inside our guts to turn off pure unalloyed pleasure or—I don’t know about you—but I’m going to have to leave the planet. Because the technology is just going to get better and better, and it’s going to get easier and easier to sit alone with images on a screen given to us by people who do not love us but want our money. Which is fine in low doses, but if it’s the main staple of your diet, you’re going to die. In a very meaningful way you’re going to die.”

Source:

End of the Tour. Dir. James Ponsoldt. Perf. Jason Segel. A24. 2015. Film.

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